Thursday, July 1, 2010

Summer Hair

Today was my last day of work for this academic year. Yeah! I am officially on vacation! For the next two months that means no riding the dirty, stinky, crowded train into Bari. No more office politics. No more brain strain from reading my students' compositions and trying to correct them in the most effective and useful way so that they can improve their written expression and organisation in the English language...well, actually, I like doing that. I like my job. I like teaching and I like my students, too. A lot.

But, for now, it's time to take a break. Summer means I don't work at the university, but it is a busy time for me anyway. I still have to take care of the house, the kids, the shopping, the cooking, the cleaning and all that. But, when I'm not working I can do all of that stuff at my own pace. I can slow down. And that's wonderful.

I'm kind of a sloth by nature. Don't call me lazy. I mean...I get things done. No, really, I do. I just get them done...eventually. One of my least favorite things in life is having someone tell me to hurry up. My husband is quite different, he's a hyperactive speed-demon who never sits down to relax. And when I say never, I mean never. Being together has affected both of us...I move quite a bit faster than I did before I met him. And he has...well, no, he hasn't...no, he's still the same maniacal overachiever as ever. I just ignore him when his frenzy of activity starts to get on my nerves...

So here's Step One in my slowing-down, doing-things-at-my-pace summer lifestyle: my new simplified hair routine. Keep in mind that I have straight hair, completely straight hair. The thin, limp kind. What you see in this photo can only be defined as a minor miracle...Saretta has waves!

You want waves, too? It's easy, just follow my example. First, go swimming in the Adriatic Sea. Next, go home, take a shower, but convince yourself that no, you do not have time to wash your hair now, you'll do that later. Then, spend 4 to 5 hours ironing in a room without air-conditioning on a hot afternoon (you may have to be living in Italy and married to an Italian to understand this phase completely!). Next, so as not to faint from the heat, roll your hair up and clip it to the top of your head. Finally, forget that you meant to wash your hair, go to bed, wake up late the next morning so that you once again do not have time to wash that hair...and presto, bingo...my wavy hair look can be yours!

Gotta warn you, though, it's kind of crunchy from sea-salt.

6 comments:

Eleonora said...

Ha ha ha, I have that same tried and tested wavy (barely wavy) hair routine. I don't have an Italian husband that needs his shirts pressed, but I do all the ironing around the house, so I know what you mean by fainting...

Baci and enjoy the summer freedom!
Ele xx

LindyLouMac said...

I know exactly what you mean about that wretched task ironing girls, it always seems a worse task in the summer!

Francesca said...

Mar Ligure, and our schedule, work just the same (wavy) miracle on the hair:)
Enjoy your vacation!

la ninja said...

ha ha ha, vidal sassoon would be envious of your wavy just-out-of-bed look, man!

not as much a shoe-a-holic as a "ninja for all seasons" (as in showing where I've been, what I've done through feet pics.)
it was boiling hot in paris too and I should have, indeed, taken sandals with me. they're out now (have a peek.)

Saretta said...

So glad I'm not the only one suffering through the ironing! ;-)

Lucia said...

When I visited in Sicily as a child I used to watch my Aunts iron their clothes and I'd beg them to let me try...now adays if it's wrinkled I throw it in the dryer the Iron rarely makes an appearance but when it does, I remember what my Zia Rosetta taught me.